C6 Wu Zhi Breathed in and out in Shock!

A surge of murderous intent erupted in Zhuang Banxue's eyes. In her previous life, upon her ascension to the throne, she had slain countless foes. Her hands were drenched in blood! Now, seeing her own people so cruelly harmed, she had enough reason to decree their assailant's doom. If she didn't retaliate with thunderous vengeance, it would be as if she were admitting to weakness, inviting others to trample over her in the future.

The scornful label of 'trash,' hurled at her by princes and princesses within the Imperial Palace, meant nothing to her. She was acutely aware that she was merely biding her time, waiting for the right moment to rise spectacularly, shatter the confines of the Lee Dynasty, and claim her place in the greater expanse beyond.

To her, these royal siblings were less than summer insects, unable to comprehend the ice of her resolve. This was the supreme confidence of one destined to be an Immortal Emperor!

Yet, she could not stand idly by while her close ones were mistreated. Qing was hers. Since birth, Qing had been appointed to serve at her side, devoting her entire life to Banxue without a whisper of complaint or betrayal. Qing possessed neither the talent for cultivation nor grand ambitions; she simply aspired to serve as Banxue's maid for life. And now, she had been reduced to this state.

Zhuang Banxue was filled with a fierce desire to exact a brutal revenge, to flay and dismember the perpetrator, to light the sky with a blaze of retribution for all the Imperial City to witness. But this was not the time for such thoughts.

Zhuang Banxue's gaze fell upon Qing, and she steadied herself. She was not one to revel in bloodshed; she knew the priority was to find a way to heal Qing, whose condition was dire. Lying on the ground, ashen-faced and drenched in cold sweat, Qing was a ghostly pale figure, barely clinging to life, her breaths punctuated by faint, barely audible moans.

With a gentle touch, Zhuang Banxue checked Qing's pulse, focusing intently on discerning her current state.

Her body was fine, having sustained no serious injuries.

So, the damage was psychological?

Banxue's expression darkened at the thought.

If that were true, it would be even more complicated.

Despite being the reincarnation of a powerful being, her current level of cultivation limited her abilities significantly.

With this in mind, Banxue quickly turned to Wu Zhi, who was nearby.

"Spiritual Qi!"

"Start absorbing the Spiritual Qi quickly. Let's practice cultivation together!"

At this juncture, there was only one method to rescue Qing.

Using a rare treasure to refine Immortal Energy.

Not even a full strand was necessary; just one-tenth of it would suffice to anchor her True Spirit.

Listening to Banxue's instructions, Wu Zhi instinctively scratched his head.

Inhale and exhale Spiritual Qi?

He had no idea how to do that.

No one had taught him the technique of channeling Spiritual Qi.

Banxue, seeing Wu Zhi's bewildered face, felt equally perplexed.

Her panda didn't know how to inhale and exhale Spiritual Qi?

Then where had that surge of Spiritual Qi inside her come from?

Both human and beast exchanged confused glances.

It was then that Banxue remembered.

This panda was a newly born cub, devoid of any teachings.

Even the memories of its lineage were likely still dormant.

She wondered if she could make him understand in such a short time.

"Watch me and try to mimic what I do, okay?"

"It's the only way we can save her. Do you understand?"

Banxue conveyed her plea with urgency.

Wu Zhi nodded, signaling his comprehension.

Banxue settled into a seated position, regulating her breath, tuning into the Spiritual Qi flowing between heaven and earth.

In no time, a swirling vortex of Spiritual Qi formed around her.

Wu Zhi also sat down, mimicking her breathing pattern, focusing his mind to sense the life force in all things.

The process was fascinating, far from dull.

Before long, he began to discern the subtle traces of Spiritual Qi in his surroundings.

Some were mere specks of light, adrift in the cosmos, casting a faint glow. Others blended seamlessly into the flora and fauna, the fish and the stones, exuding a vibrant life force. Without thinking, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath, drawing the spiritual energy toward him.

"Hmm?!"

Zhuang Banxue let out an involuntary exclamation.

Her eyelids twitched as she realized that allowing Wu Zhi to cultivate here might not have been the best idea. The rate at which he absorbed the spiritual qi was astoundingly fast!

It went beyond mere absorption.

It was outright plundering!

He voraciously seized all the spiritual energy around him, indiscriminately drawing every element into his being!

The overwhelming volume of spiritual energy he consumed was staggering, as if he were a whale engulfing everything in his path.

If Zhuang Banxue was surrounded by a vortex of spiritual energy,

Then, without a doubt, a fearsome spiritual energy storm raged around Wu Zhi!

Every cultivator within the Imperial Palace could sense the terrifying and immense power as it siphoned the very essence of the palace into his body!

Even Zhuang Banxue was taken aback.

She was aware that a mutated beast like the panda, when breathing in spiritual energy, would certainly stir up a significant disturbance. But she had not anticipated it to be this extreme.

The spiritual energy of the entire Imperial Palace had been completely drained by him!

"Enough, enough, take a break!"

Zhuang Banxue spoke up immediately, gesturing for Wu Zhi to halt.

In just a brief moment,

The spiritual energy Wu Zhi had cycled through surpassed what she had managed in an entire year of cultivation!

It's worth noting...

She was of exceptional talent, unrivaled throughout the Lee Dynasty!

Yet now, she had been utterly outclassed.

However, for Wu Zhi, experiencing the inhalation and exhalation of spiritual energy for the first time, his body was filled with an insatiable craving for it, as if he had indulged in an exhilarating feast, and he simply couldn't stop.

"No, we can't stay here any longer."

A shiver ran through Zhuang Banxue.

She had to get Qing to safety first. Otherwise, if Qing's condition were revealed and she sought vengeance, suspicion would undoubtedly fall upon her.

With this thought in mind, Banxue swiftly cradled Qing in her arms and deftly maneuvered out of sight. Before anyone could notice, they had already returned to the safety of her private chambers.

Banxue could feel the spiritual energy that had accumulated within her for three years. Without hesitation, she channeled all of it into the rare treasure residing within her. As she refined a strand of Immortal Energy, she immediately allocated a tenth of it to Qing's frail body.

At that moment, a hint of life returned to Qing. Her complexion lost its pallor and began to glow with a newfound radiance. "With the purifying power of Immortal Energy, you'll be able to live a carefree and healthy life from now on," Banxue thought to herself with a mix of relief and hope.

After ensuring Qing was comfortably settled on the bed, Banxue hurried off in the direction of Wu Zhi. The commotion had been significant; it was bound to have roused the entire Imperial Palace.

Upon reaching Wu Zhi's location, Banxue's fears were confirmed. Emperor Lee was present, surrounded by the dignitaries of the Lee Dynasty, and even the venerated ancestor of the Imperial Family had made a personal appearance.